Chapter 144: Mutilation
Early the next morning, the Qiao family ushered in a holy decree, which was Qiao Weimeng's transfer to the position of Dali Temple, which was an official title of the sixth grade, belonging to the left temple of Dali Temple, the official position was not large, but he had a lot of real power. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Uncle Qiao's face was not happy, is the emperor planning to prevaricate him with Qiao Weimeng's career?
Doesn't the post of secretary really belong to him!
Chu had something to discuss with him, but when he saw his resentful face, he didn't speak.
And Lin Huiqing is a different faction, Qiao Weimeng is still young, but the emperor has transferred his official position three times and twice, this phenomenon is rare in officialdom, she is waiting to see the day when her husband earns her life.
As soon as Ruo Su stepped out of the West Wing Courtyard, Lin Huiqing came to meet her with her maid Mei Wen: "Cousin, this is going to the medicine hall?" Sister-in-law, please ask you for something, it doesn't matter if you delay for a while. ”
Everyone has already stepped into the moon gate, does it matter what else to talk about?
Ruo Su gave way to her, invited her into the house, and ordered Qiaoyan to serve tea, and then sat down together and asked, "Where is my sister-in-law unwell?" "Nothing else will come to her.
Lin Huiqing gave Mei Wen a look and asked her to retreat, Qiaoyun saw this posture, knew it, and also withdrew.
When there was no one else in the house, Lin Huiqing took Ruosu's hand: "Cousin, sister-in-law just wants to ask this woman how to get pregnant soon." "This little hand is really soft, it's good to be young, Lin Huiqing sighed in her heart, thinking that she was already two out of twenty, and she was inevitably worried.
Ruo Su quietly withdrew his hand, held Lin Huiqing's wrist in turn, and put his other hand on it.
Taking the pulse is the foundation of studying medicine, and it is also the most important thing, and the master often says that the pulse can be real or fake, and you must be careful to do it.
She narrowed her eyes, her expression was focused, her long and dense eyelashes covered her beautiful eyes, Lin Huiqing glanced at her carefully, she was really as fine as a porcelain doll, and the second brother was not worthy of her: "Cousin, you... Do you think I can conceive this body? ”
A married woman is most concerned about pregnancy in the first few months, and if her stomach doesn't react after a while, the Lin family will have to be anxious.
What's more, at Lin Huiqing's age, if she were a girl from someone else, she would have been pregnant with several children.
Ruosu let go of her hand: "Sister-in-law, you are very healthy, except for some cold, there is nothing else, as for the pregnancy, I can't see it, you and your cousin have not been married for a long time, this matter is not urgent." She told the truth.
Lin Huiqing bit her lip, she couldn't say anything, Qiao Weimeng would touch her when she first got married, but now she always uses the excuse of being busy with official business, and she always closes her eyes and sleeps when she enters the house at night, she is thin-skinned, so she can't climb on him by herself.
"Sister-in-law, do you have anything else to do?" Ruosu put away the soft cushion used to control the pulse, and her eyebrows and eyes were quiet and elegant like lotus leaves that burst out of teeth in early spring.
Lin Huiqing naturally wouldn't really tell all the things about her and Qiao Weimeng's boudoir, but said concisely: "Then from the cousin's point of view, the chance of getting pregnant ....." In the end, the young lady who was trained by the scholarly family still can't say it.
“..... Sister-in-law is not in a hurry, everything is not done quickly. Ruo Su is also concise and to the point, in the future, the women of Qiao's mansion will come to ask her for her insights for the sake of the heir, who made the Zhen family's reputation for curing infertility so prominent!
In fact, it is not that the Zhen family only focuses on this area, but Saul's doctors all over the world, and only the Zhen family is good at this area.
People will always remember something different.
Lin Huiqing's comprehension ability is also outstanding, if Su said it, she knew very well what it meant, and immediately blushed: "What my cousin said is that I am anxious." ”
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When Ruosu left Qiao's house and rushed to the Rejuvenation Hall, there were brocade guards with embroidered spring knives around their waists, and passers-by on both sides of the long street should avoid them.
Donglai stepped forward to report: "Miss, Master Wen has been waiting for you for a long time. ”
Why did Wen Tianyou come?
Ruosu sat in the carriage, put her hand into her purse, and rubbed the knife of the Western Regions a few times, yesterday Wen Tianyou handed over Qiao Ruowan to Qiao Weiyuan to 'take care of', she felt quite strange, because the thing happened too suddenly, the end of Yunge must be very strictly guarded by her mother-in-law, she needs to find a time to find out again.
Autumn is high and cool, thousands of miles of floating clouds are ethereal, occasionally a whole row of geese fly overhead, Ruosu got off the carriage, through the brocade guard wearing Cheng Ziyi, at a glance saw Wen Tianyou sitting in the main hall.
is still Yin Hong's python suit, with a solemn handsome face.
He should never change.
Wen Tianyou's gaze happened to be cast, and from a distance of dozens of zhang, he looked at Ruosu with four eyes.
The autumn wind swept through the mouth of the alley, and the wind swept through the eyebrows, ruffling the sideburns that hung down from her ears, and even the broken sun became soothing when it shone on her face.
Wen Tianyou's cold brows furrowed, he was a person who didn't care about the love of his children, and the only warmth he had was buried with that person, and he had an extremely subtle feeling about Ruosu's existence.
I want to get closer, but I don't think it's necessary.
When he felt like he wanted to see her clearly, he suddenly couldn't figure it out.
Wen Tianyou was in a trance, Ruosu had already walked into the medicine hall, she gave Zhen Jian a salute, and then said to Wen Tianyou: "Let Lord Wen wait for a long time, I don't know why Lord Wen is waiting for me?" ”
Qiao Qing stepped forward to tie a knurled apron for her, and the generous lady was like a little chef at the moment, but this little chef was charming between her eyebrows.
Wen Tianyou glanced at her coldly, pointed to the man lying on the straw mat on the ground and said, "Heal him, the official still has something to ask, he can't die for the time being." The tone was as cold as ever, more unbearable than the cold wind of the moon day.
Ruo Su glanced in the direction he pointed, there was a straw mat in the corner, the man on it was already unconscious, his messy hair covered his face and he couldn't see his face clearly, the white middle coat seemed to be made of Hangzhou silk, but it was stained by Yin Hong's blood, and it had lost its luster, and the man's skin was exposed at the clothes that were torn by the whip.
It's not like the poor people, it is estimated that it is a court official who has lost his profits, or a child of a rich family.
"Disciple, you do your best, whether you can heal or not depends on his creation." Zhen Jian ignored Wen Tianyou's words to live, and tried his best to comfort his little apprentice.
Zhen Jian is withdrawn and arrogant, and he has long sworn that he will only study medicine and not go to the clinic, so if he wants to save this man, he can only go out by Ruosu.
"Since Lord Wen has personally come to the door, Ruosu naturally wants to receive the order." Ruo Su said lightly, thinking that Wen Tianyou didn't let the people from the Tai Hospital interfere, but let her do this? Could it be that the man lying on the ground has a special identity?
That's why she would let an 'outsider' like her get involved?
Jin Yiwei carried the man into the inner courtyard room, Qiao Qing followed behind Ruosu with a medicine box, and waited on the side, but then Wen Tianyou also stepped in.
Ruo Su looked at him sideways, without the fear he should have, not even the slightest attitude.
However, in addition to the squint, there is still a looming style.
"You heal you." Wen Tianyou lifted off his leather robe and sat on the round chair, ignoring Ruosu's expression of 'chasing away guests', not to mention that he didn't need to look at her face.
This room is specially prepared for doctors and patients to rest, and the table is lit with heavy sandalwood in order to remove the bad smell.
Ruosu used scissors to cut open the man's middle coat, the condition inside was terrible, at first glance, it was the marks of the whip, the blood color of the wound seemed to be a little unusual, much drier than the blood stains that penetrated into the outside of the clothes....
“..... Was he beaten like this by your people? "It's still a saltwater-stained whip!
Ruo Su turned his face sideways again, but the oblique half of his face faced Wen Tianyou, and asked incredulously, "What crime did he commit?" ”
But soon, she understood everything, the trial of Dali Temple is probably such a cruel method, and the things that are tortured into tricks often happen, as long as the people above want to make whoever is guilty, who is guilty.
Her gaze suddenly fell on Wen Tianyou's snow-white collar, and there were faintly visible blood stains on it.
When did he start to do all those dirty things?
Wen Tianyou glanced at Ruosu for a long time, as if he had heard an extremely funny joke, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said with an incomparable indifference: "The white girl only heals, and other things have nothing to do with you!" ”
The two had the last 'cooperation', although they are not 'confidants', but Wen Tianyou's attitude towards Ruosu is obviously different from the previous indifference.
At least there is one more 'high view', and Wen Tianyou never looks up to anyone.
He was telling her that it wouldn't do her any good to know something.
"What if I heal him?" Do you want to continue torturing this man? Ruosu didn't know how Dali Temple interrogated prisoners, but Jinyiwei's methods had long been obvious to all, they would not easily kill a person, but when they were on the verge of death, they would go to treatment again, and then continue to torture when they recovered.
Can't survive, can't die, is the end of those who fall into the hands of Jinyiwei.
There was no one else in the inner room except Qiao Qing, Wen Tianyou simply told Ruo Su directly: "This person is related to your father, let me tell you the truth, someone wants to harm your father, and this person.... More or less involved in this matter, do you want Lord Bai to survive? Or is he? ”
Some people can't tell the truth from the fake when they speak.
Ruo Su looked at Wen Tianyou with a slightly questioning expression. My father is far away in Lingnan, and he has not had much to do with the imperial court for a long time, how can anyone want to harm my father? Besides, Wen Tianyou will be so kind? Or does it mean that his top is on the top?
No matter what, she is saved and saved, and she is saved if she is not saved.
The half-pillar incense passed quickly, Ruosu washed the man's wound, and sprinkled it with gold sore medicine: "Master Wen, this person has lost too much blood, I just treated his trauma, if you want him to wake up, you still need a high-quality wild ginseng, but ..... I don't know how much money it is..."
Wen Tianyou twitched his eyebrows, took out a silver ticket from his arms, put it in his hand, and threw it on the desk: "These are enough!" ”
Do you really care about the silver, or do you deliberately take Joe with him?! Wen Tianyou no longer thought about it, but stepped out of the door and ordered his subordinates to stay outside the door without leaving an inch.
Qiao Qing can't speak, she is very quick to do things, with her by her side, Ruosu saved a lot of trouble, Ruosu was free, so he walked to the place where Fang Cai Wen Tianyou was sitting, picked up the one hundred taels of silver tickets that seemed to be still carrying body temperature, and said lightly: "It's really stingy." ”
Wen Tianyou had just taken a few steps away from the door, and when he heard the footsteps, the long knife on his waist was pinched tightly by him, and he walked away with a blank face for a moment.
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Two hours later, the sandalwood in the inner room had already been dyed, Qiao Qing fed the man ginseng soup, Ruosu applied needles to several key blood veins on his body, and the man's eyes began to move.
"Uh-huh---" Qiao Qing nodded at Ruo Su again and again, reminding him hesitantly.
Ruo Su was leaning on the round chair and pretending to sleep, when he opened his eyes when he heard the sound, Wen Tianyou also stepped on the door, he rushed to Ruo Su in front of him, walked to the edge of the bed, stood upright, and asked, "Master Pei, are you awake?" This official has never left people a chance, you are the first, and you will be the last, and the thirty-two people in Pei Mansion are not so lucky. "A flagrant threat.
Physically tortured, mentally tortured may not endure!
Suddenly, Ruo Su was surrounded by a layer of coldness, and his ruthlessness really hadn't changed at all.
It was about his father, Ruo Su also took a few steps forward, but he was only a dozen steps away from Wen Tianyou, Wen Tianyou still ignored Ruo Su's resistance to him, stared coldly at the man on the bed and said, "Master Pei, you must think about it before you talk about it!" ”
The man's mouth on the bed moved, and Wen Tianyou lowered his head and leaned into his ear.
Ruosu was on the side, and could only hear a vague approximation: "White... Bai Qishan, kill... It's...."
When people are confused, it is easiest to tell the truth, and if Su Quan is true when this person called 'Master Pei' says.
Seeing that he fainted again, Wen Tianyou straightened up, and the red python suit reflected his handsome face, and he turned his face and looked straight at Ruosu: "I said, knowing too much is not beneficial to you!" He knew Ruo Su wanted to listen. (To be continued.) )